The Vintage Experience. #03

The vintage experience seemed to be living up to its name as Penelope stepped into the dimly lit room. Antique furniture was scattered about, creating an intimate atmosphere. The aroma of lavender and vanilla filled her nostrils, accentuating the vintage feel.She made her way towards the bed, her heart racing with anticipation. A figure emerged from the shadows, causing her breath to hitch. It was him, dressed head to toe in a debonair suit that hugged his muscular frame. His British accent sent shivers down her spine as he addressed her."Welcome to my vintage experience, my dear. I assume you're ready for a truly unforgettable ride?" Penelope nodded eagerly, her gaze locked on him. He pulled her close, his hands roaming over her body, und He pulled her close, his hands roaming over her body, undressing her with his touch as they stumbled towards the bed.